Hou Qingdan came out of the customs and was full of energy.

The new spirit core is suspended above the sea of law, although the year is short, but against the enemy's other martial saints, it is not completely without counterattacks.

Linshan Town has been built and can accommodate 50,000 people.

"People at the event are not worried, but they are worried about accidents." Xue Tong said.

"There is no fear of small things, but I am afraid of big things, but if something big happens, it must have been premeditated, and Xiashan will do it or not." Hou Qingdan thought it clearly.

"The event lasts for a month, and Snow Source Castle, Mt. Ohao, and Mt. Myoko take turns to participate, and half of the people from Mt. Kasumi go down the mountain. Elder Chang is responsible for organizing, Elder Qiu is responsible for guarding, and the materials and personnel needed should be reported to me as soon as possible. Hou Qingdan said.

……

Hou Qingdan left Xue Tong alone.

"I haven't seen you for ten years, your cultivation has improved again, and your spiritual pet has become a heavenly person." Hou Qingdan's tone was soft, and there was no shelf of the sect master and the martial saint.

"The Sect Master has won the award," Xue Tong said.

"In the future, when you and I are the two, you don't need to be commensurate with Hou Sheng or the sect master, call me Qinggu."

"Qinggu?" Xue Tong was a little surprised, but this title was not as close as Qingdan or the like, so it was inconvenient to object.

"There are a lot of people coming to the event, and the spiritual trade and gossip are the top priorities, so I will leave this matter to you."

Hou Qingdan diverted the topic and gave Zhang a post, "Go to the Jubao Palace to get the required spiritual objects with the sticker, and the daily transaction exchange meeting will appear on my behalf." ”

The importance of the matter is self-evident, Xue Tong was flattered, "Qinggu trusts me, Xue will go all out!"

What Hou Qingdan said is true, there is no shortage of ordinary spiritual objects in the Xiashan Sect, if it is special spiritual objects and news, such as containing spiritual beasts or some strange exercises.

Xue Tong's treasury counted the spiritual things, and the Xiashan Sect's treasury did not have many things, and the elixir refining material beast corpse was barely enough.

Yan Sihai, Zhuge Jing, and Zeng Gu followed Xue Tong to arrange the schedule of the exchange fair, and collected the spiritual objects that the people of the Xiashan Sect wanted to sell and exchange, and they were busy for three months.

The grand event was approaching, the low-level monks arrived the earliest, and more than 10,000 people poured into Linshan Town one after another.

Spontaneous trade fairs have already begun, and there are countless stalls, Xue Tong noticed that many people are buying and selling a kind of thing called spirit insects, colorful and green, or pitch-black, red, dark green, and a single pure color, most of which are highly poisonous.

It's a pity that none of the levels are high.

The venue hosted by the Xiashan Sect was opened, and the two courtyards were the Grandmaster Celestial and the innate or lower-level monks.

Xue Tong and Yan Sihai were in the high field, and Zhuge Jing and the others were responsible for guarding the trading field below the congenital level.

Nothing happened for several days.

The people who came were all from the territory of the Xiashan Sect, so how could there be anything to do.

Late August.

Finally, there is the figure of the Outland monk.

Zhuge Jing suddenly came to find him, "Elder Xue, I got a news that a congenital monk in the field mysteriously asked to see him, and told him that he had seen traces of strange beasts somewhere in the Cambrian Mountains. ”

"Oh," Xue Tong's eyes lit up, "do you think he said it really?" Have you told anyone else?"

"I'm just talking about the Taoist chief, and I don't think this person is talking nonsense."

"Bring him to me!" Xue Tong said.

……

There are three people in the hut, and the surname Hu is quite nervous congenitally.

"The younger generation of Cambrian Mountain Domain monks, not people from your sect's territory. The mountains are vast and there are many areas that have not been explored in detail. The younger generation occasionally got the opportunity to learn of the existence of strange beasts. ”

"Three million spirit stones sell this information, if you want to buy it, you can buy it, and you don't want the younger generation to find someone else."

"Three million is not expensive, how did the news come about, you can make it clear first." Xue Tong said.

The warrior surnamed Hu explained the ins and outs, more than half a year ago in a certain place hunting, chatting with people in the tavern, and learned that the dark spirits in the mountains resemble people and ghosts, and seem to be mandrill forest orangutans, which is just that, but its size is sometimes large and sometimes small, and eight or nine out of ten are supernatural beasts.

The hut was filled with blue smoke, Zhuge Jing was a spirit, the sea was chaotic, and his whole body was unwell.

The warrior surnamed Hu was even more glazed, standing stiff and unable to move.

"You didn't lie to me? Where did you get the news?"

"It's not a lie, the news of Kwai Shui Town." The warrior surnamed Hu replied like a wooden man.

The green smoke slowly dispersed, Zhuge Jing's heart relaxed, his breathing was much smoother, and the martial artist surnamed Hu stumbled, collapsed to the ground, and was speechless for a long time.

"It seems that the news is true, the value of the supernatural beast is at least hundreds of millions, it has the power of bloodline transformation, three million to buy you The news is not expensive, make a poisonous oath according to the rules, and the news shall not be sold to others." Xue Tong raised his hand, and the spirit stone bag fell beside the martial artist surnamed Hu.

……

"Mt. Kwai on the banks of the Kwai River, strange beasts." Xue Tong muttered to himself.

"Daoist Xue Dao, the lowest celestial beast, and the martial saint is also common, don't the elders really want to go." Zhuge Jing said.

"Don't worry, when the Xiashan meeting is over, ask Hou Sheng what he means. Don't talk to anyone about it. Xue Tong said.

Zhuge Jing didn't say a word, and silently recited a spell in his mouth, and at the end, the red light flashed and disappeared into his head. "I have made a blood soul oath under it, and I will never leak it."

Xue Tong didn't mean to let him swear, but it was better to quickly clear up the relationship in this kind of matter, Zhuge Jing was an old man, and he made an oath to dispel all Xue Tong's concerns.

"Deacon Zhuge doesn't have to, you work hard, Xue has prepared a few more boxes of pills, and this box will be given to you." Xue Tong sent a box of Jiong Yuandan and said.

The gift was expensive, and Zhuge Jing was grateful to accept it.

On the first day of September, the first day of the Xiashan Society.

That night, there was an exchange meeting attended by Hou Qingdan in person, with a hundred people, and the high-level grandmaster could enter.

In the early morning, the leader of a local power such as the Lord of the Silver Hook Boat went up to Xia Mountain.

The master of Guangming Pavilion and the lord of Fenghuo Guan were arguing in front of Hou Qingdan, and each of the old cases held their own words.

"The matter of the two of you has been understood, grievances and grievances for five generations, it is not clear, not to mention that no matter who it belongs to, one party cannot be convinced, it is better to take turns to be a villager, the disputed area belongs to the large river migration area, covering an area of 90,000 square miles, abundant water vapor, sufficient sunshine, and a very high yield of spiritual things. I think they will take turns to be in charge for a hundred years, and don't fight for it anymore. Hou Qingdan said.

"To whom do the last hundred years belong?" The plan is quite fair, the master of Guangming Pavilion basically accepted it, and asked.

"Draw lots! To be fair, the nineteen sign wins or loses, you two have no opinion. Hou Qingdan waved his hand, and the next person brought a plus nineteen annihilation jade boxes.

Xue Tong explored the secret in the Yuanyuan Fantasy Realm back then, and the treasures were taken first and later, and the jade box was also used to draw lots.

"There are red and blue signatures in the slightly larger jade box, and the matter mentioned by the Lord of Wind and Fire is up to you to shake the box and choose the color."

"At the same time, each side will draw nine lots, and the side with more colors wins, and if it happens to be equal, it will come again."

"Before shaking, you first try to sense the induction, whether there is a problem with the jade box and the color stick."

Hou Qingdan announced the rules.

Xue Tong tried to sense the color tag in the jade box with a wisp of thought, but it was like a trickle into the sea, but there was no feedback, and there was no way to know what was in the box.

Soon, the Wind and Fire Viewer shook out the blue stick, and turned his back to the eighteen people on the other side of the main hall, seven blue and eleven red.

Guangming Pavilion wins!

Everyone watched and dozens of people witnessed, and the Lord of Wind and Fire had nothing to say, and his face was not very good-looking.

"Isn't it good for the Lord to conform to the will of Heaven? In the future, there will be embarrassment and embarrassment in the view of wind and fire, although we speak, we are the same in the cold and snowy region, and we need to support each other and work together. "Hou Qingdan has been in charge of the Great Sect for hundreds of years, and he is right.

"Uh-huh"

The monks in the hall whispered, which was convincing.

Hou Qingdan glanced at the jade plate on his waist, "You guys go back and prepare first, don't forget the exchange meeting."

Hou Qingdan took the others, and only Donglu was left in the hall with the Heavenly Monks, "Chang Zhiqian spread the news, the Martial Saint of the Foreign Regions has arrived, and he is accompanying him up the mountain." ”

"Welcome to Xiaoyingtang!" Hou Qingdan ordered.

"If you go up the mountain in a grand manner, you are not a frontal enemy, but most of them are exploring the truth and the truth." Xue Tongxin said.

Ma Xiong, the martial saint of the outer lands, brought the four heavenly people up the mountain and sat at the west head of Xiaoyingtang.

After the half-truthful greetings, Hou Qingdan said: It is an honor for the Holy King of Wuma to appreciate the light, so he lives in Xiaoying Mountain, and there will be an exchange meeting in half a day, please appreciate the light. ”

"Well said, well said!"

Wu Ma Xiong's eyes rolled, his gaze swept over Monk Donglu, and stayed on Chang Zhiqian's body for a moment, "When this saint heard that Lu Shaoyu was defeated, another monk surnamed Xue was present. ”

"I was fortunate enough to watch the battle, and I have seen the Witch Horse Saint." Xue Tong stepped forward and saluted.

"Oh, Daoist Xue is humble." Wu Ma was absent-minded, he was six feet tall, with brown skin and brown hair, shining eyes, and surprisingly large palms.

"Did the Dao Leader and Lu Sheng make a move?" In the witch horse team, a tall and thin celestial asked.

"Luckily survived two moves, Lu Yi was injured by Hou Sheng, and his cultivation was decayed, and Xue was able to pass the test."

"Oh, even if the martial saint cultivation is broken in half, there will always be the peak of heaven and man, Xue Daoyou boasted about it." The tall and thin celestial Yu Qing spoke with thorns.

At that time, Lu Shaoyu's cultivation, Xue Tong estimated that it was a Dacheng level.

"I'm seriously injured, and I'm afraid of Hou Sheng, and the power of the peak has not been reached, but if a fellow Daoist comes to pick it up, it is estimated that it will..."

Hou Qingdan didn't see joy or anger, and Sha Jinkang had a slight expression of joy to see Xue Tong being attacked.

"I guess my life will not be saved!" Xue Tong hesitated for a moment and said coldly.

Yu Qingtian is a great man, blatant provocation, Xue Tong is useless even if he endures it, let one not let two, and finally provoke Xue Tong to jump.

"So Xue Daoyou's cultivation is higher than Yu's, so it's just a good time to ask for a few tricks." Yu Qing pointed to the courtyard outside Xiaoyingtang.

"Xue should be his companion!" Xue Tong has no bottom in his heart, if Yu Qing has the power to boast, the risk of the competition will be great, but it is like riding a tiger, and it is impossible to go up.

"Slowly, Yu Daoyou is a great man, and Xue Yuan is excited, with bad intentions, and it needs to be restricted." Hou Qingdan interjected.

"What does Hou Sheng mean?" Yu Qing faced the martial saint and did not dare to make a mistake.

"Fist and foot spell competition, three moves are limited, and the muscles and bones must not be injured, otherwise they will be punished according to the situation, Xue Yuan will win if he holds the three moves, and the prize is 20 million."

Hou Qingdan is to let the two sides regain their strength in time and not seriously injure the opponent.

"Just according to Hou Sheng!" Wu Maxiong opened his mouth and replied.

……

Xue Tong recited the incantation, the blue clouds above his head rolled, and the gap lit up with purple light.

Yu Qing pinched the curse, and the black clouds rolled out.

The two almost waved.

A blue-purple light suddenly appeared in the air.

The magic light halberd fell from the sky, and the lightning swept towards the ten-zhang high pitch-black cloud pillar in the courtyard.

The spell of the demon celestial man Hei Qi is also the strongest spell that Xue Tong has in existence.

In the pitch-black cloud pillar, a black-armored warrior suddenly burst out, regardless of the magic light halberd, the black knife slashed Xue Tong's face!

Xue Tong's red golden eyes were in the afterglow, and he had already seen a shadow break away from the cloud pillar and attack from the side.

Xue Tong instantly moved back ten zhang and pounced to the side.

With a flick of his wrist, the black knife changed direction and slashed towards Xue Tong's back.

The Magic Light Halberd struck the Black Armor Warrior's head hard!

*This is the case first, and then it will be changed later, thank you book friends!*